It was already very late. Baby didn't say much. I was in his arms lost in my thought and him in his.
What happened to her mother really affected him. We have been sitting there for almost an hour in absolute silence.
I didn't know what to say to him. I press my hands on his bare chest unintentionally. My touch was like magic that brought him back to earth.
"Are you hungry, do you want us to go get something to eat?" He asked softly turning me around to face him.
I nod, I was hungry but didn't want to interrupt his thought. He helps me to my feet as we head back to the hotel holding hands.
"What do you usually do when you come here? And what do you do to calm down when you are angry?" I asked smiling at him.
"Nothing much, why are you asking that? Remember I have no soul and I'm not a human, I sometimes hunt when I'm angry," he pouts.
"You mean kill," I asked.
